In the middle of the night, Amelia rose from her bed. Her stomach refused to stop grumbling and not just that. For some reason, sleep refused to locate her.
Memories of herself and her father kept on loading her memory. They refused to go away and left her in tears from her sleep.
Tieing her night robe around her body, she put on her sleepwear and left her room. Earlier today, Miley mentioned the rooftop being her favorite spot in the house.
Walking out of her room, she stared at the ceiling and wondered how she would get past the third floor to the rooftop.
After a short moment of standing and thinking, Amelia proceeded to the elevator for the first time since she arrived at this place.
Her heart raced fastened in the elevator. Luckily for her, the elevator took her directly to the rooftop without going near the third floor.
